The Secret Of Louie Duck

Chapter 10

"Before we go, we all have ta apologize." Scrooge said, leading everyone towards Webby's room.

"I feel bad," Huey said. "She had the right to know. She is family."

"We're also to blame as well," Donald said. "She didn't have to know like this."

Huey knocked on the door gently, hoping not to upset her. No answer.

"Here let me," Beakley said as she went up front "Webby please let me in."

"No." came the simple reply from the young duck.

"Look Webby we're sorry," Dewey said, trying to reason with her. "We should have never kept a secret like this. Especially to you."

From inside the room, Webby was now clutching her pillow and rabbit in her grasp. She lied on the bed, trying to reason with herself as well.

They kept it a secret from.you Webby! Don't trust them.

But their your family. Not biologically but still family.

They kept a secret from you, you can never forgive them now!

But what if they actually mean what they say? I wanna give them another chance.

Her head throbbed in pain as she began to reason again. She doesn't know what to believe in or lie to.

She began to wipe her tears stains with the palms of her hands and went towards her door.

The door creaked as she peeked. Everyone was there.

"You actually mean it?" she whispered.

"Yes," Scrooge said. "We should have told you at first when ye met them."

Webby looked at them and sighed. "I have to say sorry as well. I shouldn't have taken that so dramatically."

"No," Donald said. "It was reasonable. Believe me, I'm much worse."

They laughed as Webby came out with the crowd a bit more.

"So yeah," Webby giggled. "I forgive you. Now we have to find Louie."

"Uncle Scrooge? Didn't you say you know someone who can help find Louie?" Huey said, looking up towards the billionaire duck.

"Yes lad I did," he said, his brow furring. "And I know where to find her."

Launchpad came in running. "My best friend's Dewey's brother is in trouble! I can feel it."

They all simply rolled their eyes.
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They raced towards the garage and got in the limo. As they all began to pull out of the garage, a wave of media and news reporters and citizens came all to them.

"Mr. McDuck! Is this another monster of yours?"

"Anything to say on the damages on your mansion?"

"Was that at all Prince Llewellyn? The resemblance is uncanny."

"Where are you heading with everyone?"

Scrooge growled as he got in front and honked the horn with his cane. The honk made every one trip and made a clear path towards the gates.

"Step on it Launchpad! Away from those reporters. And I don't care if you crash into any of them or how fast you even go!" he said.

"Got it Mr. McD!"

Launchpad stepped on the breaks, causing people to fly all over the place. Everyone in the limo were sent flying back.

"You should have said your words very carefully!" Beakley yelled as she hung on to one of the seats. "Does he drive this crazy all the time?"

"Yup."

"Pretty much."

They drove for what was like 10 minutes until they came to an abandoned theme park. The sign seemed a bit rusty but it had the title Funtime for Life.

"So why are we at this abandoned theme park?" Dewey said, looking up at the sign.

"I think we begged Uncle Donald to come here one time when it was still open." Huey said.

"That's why I didn't bring you here. Too dangerous." Donald said, face scrunching up.

"And now ye all have ta be quiet." Scrooge said as he shoved them all back with his cane.

"By any chance can you explain at all?" Beakley said.

"Someone who knows all about monsters and how to help us with this problem can help us," he said, pushing one of the gates open while wiping his hands on his coat. "She can help us."

The gates opened with a creak as they began to walk in slowly.

"This is creepy." Huey said, looking at the abandoned gift shop and old rides.

"Dude if you think this is creepy, check this out." Dewey led him to an old pony ride and began to go on it. "See nothing spooky!" He rocked it like he was a cowboy and out of nowhere, Webby jumped up and scared them.

"Dang Webby! Not so harsh!" Huey said, clutching his heart. "You gotta give me a heads up."

"Quiet!" Scrooge said as they walked in further in. Without any notice, a rope came by Scrooge's ankle and hoisted him up in the air.

"Scrooge!" they all yelled.

"Who goes there!" a voice, maybe a young female yelled.

"Same thing we'd wanna ask you!" Donald yelled.

A silhouette came by, but wouldn't show herself.

"Scrooge?" the silhouette said.

"Agnes Field." Scrooge said, gritting his teeth; his eyes glaring at her.

The young silhouette came in the moon's gleaming light. The young duck was more or less the kids age. She had rippling brown hair with purple streaks at the tips of her hair that came to one side of her head. She wore a black jacket with matching shorts and a red shirt with a lot of rips in them like someone cut it with a knife or claws or something like that.

"Yep. It's me McDuck." she said, looking at him. "You never came to these parts often. What brings you here?"

"Well it's a long story but we need your expertise in monsters and how to find them and see if there's a reversing thing for them." Huey said, interrupting them.

Agnes looked up at the pack of ducks.

"They're with you?" she asked pointing at them.

"Yes," Scrooge said. "They're with me."

"Okay then. In order for me to help you, I need to know what I'm working with here." Agnes said.
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A/N: Now introducing Agnes Field! So does not belong to me. She belongs to samantha_pie9. Please check her out and follow her if you haven't already. She is the best and writes pretty well.